Chapter 1067 Careless
Right then, the judge from the Warriors Alliance stepped forward, about to announce the result of the match.
“I shall announce the result of this match now. Edgar has won!” the judge loudly announced.
However, the Deragons were not as happy as they thought they would be.
Even though Edgar had won, he had won without having Jared retaliate at all. For the Deragons, that was nothing to be thrilled over.
“I’ve yet to die, but you’re already announcing the results. Is this how carelessly the Warriors Alliance handle their matters?”
Just as the people were about to leave—just as Edgar himself was about to leave—a thundering voice came from the depths of the crater.
Immediately, the place fell silent as everyone whipped their heads to look at the center of the crater. Even the ones who were on their way out of the venue halted in their tracks.
Then, they saw Jared slowly rise from the crater. His clothes were all torn, and the golden glow around him was a little dull. Nevertheless, the aura around him was still as vibrant as ever. It was as if he was completely unfazed by what had just happened.
Everyone inhaled sharply at the sight of an unscathed Jared.
“How… How can this be? Even a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster won’t be able to be unscathed after taking Edgar’s Sacred Light Fist!”
“This is horrifying! This is terrifying! Is he human?”
“He’s surprisingly strong despite his young age!”
Everyone was stunned to their cores as they looked at Jared in disbelief.
“How is that possible?” Ryker furrowed his brows. He was standing a moment ago, but upon hearing Jared’s speech, he slowly sat back down.
Both Warren and Zion were equally shocked. They did not even know which words could be used to describe how they felt.
“Hahaha! I knew it! I knew that Jared would be fine.”
Colin began laughing boisterously the moment he saw Jared emerging from the crater.
Samuel and Theodore were equally thrilled.
“This is impossible! No way! How can you still be alive?”
Edgar was confounded as he looked at Jared.
Even if Jared did not die from the punch, he should have been grievously injured. Yet, other than his torn clothes, he seemed unscathed.
Jared curled his lips into a mocking smile and ignored Edgar. Instead, he was looking at the judge and saying, “I’m not dead yet, so whatever you declared earlier is bullsh*t. Now, scram!”
Jared’s words made the judge feel awkward, but Jared was never going to be nice and polite to the people of the Warriors Alliance.
Since he had publicly announced his hostility against the Warriors Alliance, he was not going to bother himself with being courteous to them.
Zion’s expression darkened, but he waved his hand as a gesture for the judge to leave.
“You have one last chance left. If that punch was your ace, then you’re not worthy enough for me to return the strikes,” Jared uttered conceitedly as he stared coldly at Edgar.
Edgar was on the verge of flying into a rage. He was the son of the Deragon family—the golden child. Yet, a nameless man from nowhere was humiliating him.
“Argh!” Edgar roared hysterically. “You piece of trash. How dare you insult me? Die!”
Edgar’s hair stood up, and a wave of crimson aura emerged from his body. Then, he slowly lifted his hands in a gesture of prayer.
Boom!
All of a sudden, the deafening sounds of thunder came from the sky. Then, the dark clouds arrived and covered the sun up.
Boom!
Another crash of thunder sounded as more and more dark clouds gathered. In the darkened sky, vivid flashes of lightning could be seen.
“The weather changed really quickly!” said someone who was baffled as they looked up at the sky.
“I never thought that Edgar would be able to master his family’s Millesimal Gravitation at such a young age…” Zion said as he knitted his brows.
